Title: Drabble thing highschoolstuck yeha Summary: idk ill edit this l8r myb idk Published at: 2013-08-24 Revised at: 2013-08-24 04:59:51 -0400 He rushed past the gates of his new school, Prospit academy was well known around the world and he had gotten late at the first day of schol! Shit he was late, he checked his watch.
7:13.
Only 2 minutes to get to class before the bell rang. Shit shit shit why didn't he wake up eariler…Oh yeah, because he was a little shit that stayed up untill 5am playing a shity mmorpg based on ghostbusters 2!
He burst into the building, pulling out his schedule from his back pocket, he checked his first class:
History in room 309. 3rd floor then, fuck he'd have to go faster.
He rushed to the stairs, that, thankfully, weren't far from the front desk. As he skid through the halls to get to the next set of stairs, he took out a peice of toast that he had saved for his breakfast from out of his bag, he ate it in a few quick bites as he bounded up the stairs, because this is an anime setting duh and animators can do anything they want.
He brushed the crumbs from his mouth as he found the classroom, he twisted the knob right as the bell rang.
He quickly entered the room and shut the door behind him, hands still on the knob.
The teacher turned to him, he wasn't what you'd expect of a history teacher, instead of an old man wearing glasses, (something out of an anime) he looked as if he was in his 40's, jet black hair combed back neatly and stylishly, he had what seemed to be an eyepach worn on his left eye. His voice was harsh as he questioned the student.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Oh I-I'm John Egbert, Looksirimreallysorryaboutgettingheresolatebuttherewasthisreallycoolgamean-"
"Shut yer yap, boy" He stared at John for a few seconds, causing goosebumps to sprout from his arms, and scanned the list of students. "John Egbert, eh?" He spun on his heel to face John and met his eye "Tell me son, do ya' know how i lost this eye o' mine?" Before the teen could respond he gave him the answer; "My clock was broken, 6 minutes late ya see. Got my ass handed ta' me, I did. Got 'im with my spare knife"
7:13.
Only 2 minutes to get to class before the bell rang. Shit shit shit why didn't he wake up eariler…Oh yeah, because he was a little shit that stayed up untill 5am playing a shity mmorpg based on ghostbusters 2!
He burst into the building, pulling out his schedule from his back pocket, he checked his first class:
History in room 309. 3rd floor then, fuck he'd have to go faster.
He rushed to the stairs, that, thankfully, weren't far from the front desk. As he skid through the halls to get to the next set of stairs, he took out a peice of toast that he had saved for his breakfast from out of his bag, he ate it in a few quick bites as he bounded up the stairs, because this is an anime setting duh and animators can do anything they want.
He brushed the crumbs from his mouth as he found the classroom, he twisted the knob right as the bell rang.
He quickly entered the room and shut the door behind him, hands still on the knob.
The teacher turned to him, he wasn't what you'd expect of a history teacher, instead of an old man wearing glasses, (something out of an anime) he looked as if he was in his 40's, jet black hair combed back neatly and stylishly, he had what seemed to be an eyepach worn on his left eye. His voice was harsh as he questioned the student.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Oh I-I'm John Egbert, Looksirimreallysorryaboutgettingheresolatebuttherewasthisreallycoolgamean-"
"Shut yer yap, boy" He stared at John for a few seconds, causing goosebumps to sprout from his arms, and scanned the list of students. "John Egbert, eh?" He spun on his heel to face John and met his eye "Tell me son, do ya' know how i lost this eye o' mine?" Before the teen could respond he gave him the answer; "My clock was broken, 6 minutes late ya see. Got my ass handed ta' me, I did. Got 'im with my spare knife"